The old man looked at the direction in which they had left, his heart was full of worry, these children were not messing around, he was more worried about the attitude of those adults. Now for the sake of his own face as a witch doctor, those adults are quite polite to the little rabbit, but he can see that they are not very welcoming to the little rabbit, and there is a trace of resistance and indifference in their hearts. She doesn't have a few years to live, and the rabbit still has a long life, and once she dies, what will the rabbit do? The villagers will definitely drive her away.

In fact, this can't be completely blamed on the villagers, because the general environment is like this. In the territory of these demon clans, the status of demon cultivators is the highest and occupies a dominant position; the human race lives in the lower strata and is often enslaved by the demon clan, even if a few human monks are famous, they can only be vassals of demon cultivators; as for the lowest level, there are descendants of demon cultivators who intermarry with humans like Barbarian Rabbit, not only those demon cultivators look down on them, but even the human race looks down on them.

Alas, what a grievance!

Thinking of this, the old man's heart was full of sorrow, worried about his granddaughter's future. However, seeing the cute rabbit, the old man's heart was full of happiness and love, as if all troubles were gone. Forget it, let's take it one step at a time.

The old man quickly came to the little girl, squatted down, looked at Qingfeng briefly, and then said, "Little rabbit, is this the injured person you rescued?"

Manxiao Rabbit nodded, and said with some pride: "Yes, when I found him, he was attacked by a leopard, or did I fight off the leopard to save him?" ”

It's okay not to say that, listening to the little rabbit mentioning the leopard, the old man suddenly became angry, his voice also raised a few points, and he reproached: "You kid, how many times have I said, don't provoke those fierce beasts, you just don't listen, if that's the case, I won't let you go out alone next time." ”

After the old man finished speaking, he looked up at the whole body of the little rabbit, and found that he had not been hurt in any way, so he said: "There are many dangers in the mountains and forests, what if you miss it? Grandpa is such a relative as you, you can't bear to leave your grandfather alone? Also, look at your hands, what kind of injury has been done to the city? Come here, let grandpa give you some medicine." ”

The little rabbit knew that his grandfather would say this because he felt sorry for himself, so he said coquettishly: "I know my grandfather, I will pay attention to it next time." My little injury is not in the way, you better take a look at him first, he is so seriously injured, I don't know if he can save his life. ”

The old man took the hand of the rabbit, took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, directly dug out some viscous green ointment from the porcelain bottle with his fingers and applied it to the rabbit's hand, and then found a few leaves to wrap them, and then said: "From the time you found him to the present, several hours have passed, and he has always been in this situation, and there are many strange things. I've seen his injuries a long time ago, and I can't tell you anything about them for a while, and I'll check him carefully when I get home. ”

After bandaging the brute rabbit, the old man took over the tool of hauling the breeze, although the old man looked old, but the strength on his body was not small, and it seemed to be easier to consign than the brute rabbit.

The two walked forward a few dozen feet, and came to the edge of the village, and at the outermost part of the clearing, there was a simple courtyard, which was the home of the old man and the brute rabbit.

The courtyard was larger than the others, surrounded by a simple fence made of dry branches, in the middle of the courtyard there was a small unknown tree with a few stones under the tree as tables and stools, on either side were small fields that had been cultivated with many common herbs, and at the back of the courtyard were a few huts made of earthen walls and thatch, without even windows, which looked low and dim.

The old man first dragged Qingfeng to the courtyard, first checked Qingfeng in the courtyard, and then carried Qingfeng to the bed of one of the grass huts, and then shook his head and said with doubts: "This young man's meridians are broken, and his whole body is injured, if such an injury is someone else, I am afraid it is enough to die seven or eight times, but he can hang a life, and there is no sign of deterioration for several hours, it is really strange." ”

The little rabbit followed behind the old man, holding back without asking, and when the old man took the initiative to speak, she said, "Grandpa, how is it?

The old man twisted his beard and said: "Those external injuries are not a big problem, I have all kinds of healing medicines, just go back and help him deal with the wounds, even if his condition is more serious than others, as long as he can keep hanging his life, sooner or later there is a possibility of slow healing." The main problem is those internal causes, and if the internal causes are not solved, and the meridians are not connected, he will never be able to recover. ”

The old man is just a witch doctor in the mountains, although in the eyes of the villagers is comparable to Hua Tuo in the world, but in fact, he has only seen more than others, and can treat some relatively simple external injuries, and he is helpless against those difficult diseases.

If Qingfeng's problem is a monk, it will be clear at a glance, as long as he takes some healing pills and connects those damaged meridians intact, the aura from the outside world can be absorbed into the body in large quantities through the meridians, and then slowly restore his cultivation. However, these are a little difficult for an ordinary mountain and forest witch doctor, the old man's healing medicine can speed up the healing of Qingfeng trauma, but it is not very useful for continuing the monk's meridians.

Manxiao Rabbit rarely sees his grandfather helpless, so he can't help but worry: "Then what should I do?"

The old man thought about it for a moment and said, "Let's observe for a while before we talk." ”

Now this situation can only be taken step by step, first cure Qingfeng's external injury, as for other problems can only be said later, if this person is lucky, maybe there is a possibility of slow recovery, if the luck is not good, then can only lie in the hospital bed for a lifetime.

After comforting his granddaughter, the old man boiled a basin of hot water and brought it to Qingfeng's bed, took off Qingfeng's already tattered coat, carefully scrubbed all the wounds on Qingfeng's body, removed the foreign bodies and carrion in the wounds, and after everything was checked, he began to help Qingfeng apply medicine for external injuries.

For a wounded person like Qingfeng, there is no need to find a wound at all, just apply it next to each other, and there are a lot of medicines needed. The old man specializes in treating external injuries, and usually prepares a large amount of wound medicine, even so, when the breeze is bandaged, the large pot of wound medicine he has accumulated is already very little.

After the medicine was applied, the old man left, and fireworks soon lit up in the yard, and it was estimated that the old man's little rabbit was cooking. Qingfeng lay quietly on the bed, looking at the low and gloomy house, but his heart was full of emotion, Pingshui met, but he tried his best to save it, although the old man's desire to himself is not very useful, but this kindness is really unrequitable.